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they call this the badlands baby, yeah but it used to be bayou, the shore of an inland sea but i can hear you coming, hear you coming hear you coming, hear you coming hear you coming, hear you coming hear you coming, hear you coming what foul beast stalks this way? the night is dim, but i catch the scent, of your arrogance as you rear your head, i can see your eyes gleaming, catching light from the moon, like a pair of knives to cut me down theres a hole in the world, and the light is leaking out spilling like water, and i can hear you coming, hear you coming hear you coming, hear you coming hear you coming, hear you coming hear you coming, hear you coming what new devilry is this? i saw you rise, and creep across the sky, and all night as i fled you came behind, eating all the stars dig to find, why the light left rocks and stones, skulls and bones whispered stories, tales of glory, and a tragic fall from grace and a tragic fall from grace, and a tragic fall from grace and were still falling, just like the dinosaurs a tragic fall from grace |